When she reached the chorus, Su Qingyu’s singing immediately infected all the audience present.
The love songs sung in that lazy and playful tone are actually so nice.
And compared with the "Title Song of Love" just sung by Mu Zhijin, the song "Lovely Woman" completely surpasses the former in terms of composition and lyrics.
The former's dance music is a song that can make people happy on the spot.
But maybe after the show is over, everyone will forget about it.
But this song "Lovely Woman" is different.
The song is lyrical and comfortable, and the lyrics are even more eloquent.
Especially the chorus, four lines of strongly symmetrical parallelism.
It makes people feel full of pictures immediately.
Moreover, at this time, Su Qingyu on the stage was looking at someone in the audience affectionately.
Everyone was wondering, what kind of girl could Su Qingyu create such an emotional song.
So some spectators standing close followed Su Qingyu's gaze and locked the target person on Mu Hanyan, who had a look of astonishment.
Although Mu Hanyan is wearing a uniform today, her cold face, tall figure and talented figure, after being soaked in the orange light of the evening, do add a lot of cuteness out of thin air.
Some freshmen who were playing Tieba immediately recognized this person as Mu Hanyan, the number one beauty on campus!
So word of mouth spread, and everyone started gossiping:
"Let me ask, did this Senior Sister Su on the stage write a song based on the school beauty?"
"Gitui! But they are all girls. Listen to these lyrics, they are so affectionate, they won't..."
"Jimei, I know you want to say that Daju is decided! But I think this is understandable. The sweet and cute girl on the stage matches the cold and cold sister off the stage. Isn't this a perfect match?!"
"I object! The resources of these two beauties have not benefited the boys, but they have been digested internally. This is such a waste of resources!"
"No, where did the lower-ranking man come to interrupt? It's the turn of a monster like you to oppose someone else's match made in heaven?"
"...."
The voices of everyone talking reached Mu Hanyan's ears.
In fact, she has always been able to selectively ignore these discussions.
But she couldn't ignore the scene of Su Qingyu singing with a slight smile and looking at each other affectionately.
This kind of action that directly touched the soft heart made her heart tremble slightly.
A cold and pretty face turned slightly red unconsciously.
And she obviously couldn't stand Su Qingyu's tender gaze, so she lowered her face shyly.
Fortunately, in the evening, her face was illuminated by the orange light, and no one could see anything unusual about her.
On the stage, Su Qingyu's playing and singing had reached the second verse of the verse.
Although the lyrics are very different from the first verse, the beautiful melody made everyone immersed in it.
Different from the previous call playing together like a disco, everyone closed their eyes and listened carefully to the love described in the lyrics.
Many people have buried in their hearts that cute girl who never dared to confess her feelings in high school for various reasons.
So when listening to this song, many boys think about their "cute woman" and enjoy the immersive listening experience.
However, here comes the variation on the second paragraph:
[I think about you every day, every day]
【Such sweetness】
【Let me start to believe in fate】
【Thank you to gravity】
【Let me touch you】
【A lovely woman who is so beautiful that it makes me blush】
【......】
Su Qingyu sang the straightforward and passionate lyrics to Mu Hanyan affectionately.
Mu Hanyan in the audience was savoring every line of the lyrics, thinking about the two meeting because of the plagiarism incident.
Then, unlike the mutual hatred she imagined, she actually let go of her suspicions towards Su Qingyu.
And while getting along with her, she discovered how good this girl was, and then gradually she became a best friend from a friend.
"But why do these lyrics make my heart beat faster?"
She murmured in a low voice, so low that Chen Feifei, who was beside her and was immersed in the stage, shining like a goddess and exuding endless beauty, did not even notice.
"Are these words something that good friends can spread among themselves?"
Although through the comments of passers-by, I probably guessed the meaning of Su Qingyu's lyrics.
But she still subconsciously tried her best to convince herself by using their relationship as good best friends.
"Yes, that must be the case. If your best friend is good enough, it's normal for her to talk about how she likes and misses her."
After successfully convincing herself, she boldly raised her head, met Su Qingyu's gaze, and began to appreciate the love song she had brought for herself.
On the stage, looking at Mu Hanyan, who had been staring down at him shyly just now, she looked at him carelessly.
She was in a trance and thought: "Is my sister responding to my feelings?"
After thinking about it this way, the emotions in her songs become more real.
Although this body has not systematically learned sensual skills.
But the song that came out of her throat at this time had no technique, it was all emotion!
It is precisely this that crazily touched the hearts of the audience present.
Soon, she finished playing the last syllable of the coda.
With a smile on her face, she stood up from her chair, and then bowed slightly to the audience who applauded fiercely:
"Thank you everyone for showing off your shame!"
Su Qingyu on the stage was recognized by the audience, and she was naturally extremely happy.
But since ancient times, some people are happy and some are sad.
At this time, Mu Zhijin in the audience interrupted the guitarist Xiaojie's continuous applause with an angry look on his face.
"No, whose guitarist are you?"
"We are in the same camp, okay? Why are you applauding the enemy!"
The guitarist Xiaojie beside him smiled and scratched his head:
"Well, Sister Jin, this school girl on the stage plays the guitar really well."
"Besides, this song is amazing!"
"I wonder if she is willing to share the score. I also want to practice..."
"That's enough!" Mu Zhijin was completely speechless at this teammate whose elbows were turned outward.
She waved her hand coldly and called the band members to come on stage.
Because it’s time to announce the results of this competition soon.
As soon as Mu Zhijin came up, she unceremoniously grabbed the microphone from Su Qingyu's hand, and then pretended to be calm and said to the audience:
"As we all know, this game is going to be decided."
"Now, let's use the fairest way."
"Students who think I can sing better, senior sister, please raise your hands to support senior sister!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the audience seemed to have not heard her and everyone was indifferent.
"Let me say it again, students who support me please raise your hands, we need to use this to count the votes."
Finally, as soon as these words came out, a few people raised their hands.
Mu Zhijin looked at the people who raised their hands. They were all close friends with her in the class.
Suddenly my face turned black...
